My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Startled by the impact, the horse reared into the air before bursting off in an explosive gallop.

Zephyr, too, was caught off guard by Johanna's action and almost fell off the horse. Fortunately, he managed to keep his balance by grabbing the reins tightly. Relying on his superior horsemanship, he swiftly brought the horse under control and slowed it down to a canter.

Meanwhile, Johanna was wearing a smirk, ready to admire the pathetic sight of Zephyr falling onto the ground. Little did she expect him not to show any signs of panic throughout the entire episode.

On top of that, he even managed to regain quick control of the bolting horse.

As the smile on her face faded away, she gave the returning Zephyr an emotionless look. Just as expected of an animal raised by a beast, its obedience to its master is absolute.

By the time Zephyr rode up to her, a quick grin broadened across her face. “When I was chatting with the staff in the changing room earlier, he told me that you have handpicked all the horses here. Furthermore, your exceptional horsemanship makes you undefeated on the racecourse. I didn't believe him initially, but now I do.”

“Is that so?” Stopping by her side, Zephyr spoke in a languid yet amused tone. “Didn't you startle the horse as revenge for me kissing you in the changing room?”

“No such thought crossed my mind,” Johanna replied. “Nevertheless, there's nothing I can do if you insist on believing in conspiracy theories.”

While speaking, Johanna didn't expect Zephyr to reach over and move her from her horse to his before securing her in his arms.

“What are you doing?” she bellowed. Trapped in his embrace, she could feel his breath gradually covering her entire body.

Disgusted by the sensation, Johanna felt her body stiffen like a rock.

“You're right. It's boring to just let the horse canter around the track.” With his hands holding the reins, Zephyr leaned closer and whispered into her ear, “Let me teach you how to ride.”

Johanna immediately put up a vehement struggle. “I don't want to. Let me down!”

Ignoring her, Zephyr gave the horse a whip. Their horse, jolted by the impact, exploded into a thunderous gallop.

Johanna—with nothing to support herself—almost fell off the back of the horse. Refusing to hold onto Zephyr's shirt, she had no choice but to cling desperately to the saddle.

In spite of that, Zephyr whipped the horse again, causing it to gallop at an ever more furious pace.

Having not ridden a horse before, Johanna quickly felt dizziness descend upon her due to the bumpy ride. The gentle breeze was now cutting across her face while her previously tied-up hair fluttered freely in the wind.

“Zephyr, f*ck you!” Johanna screamed, curse words aplenty.

To her, the sense of weightlessness she was experiencing was worse than going on a rollercoaster. Every single moment, Johanna felt as if she was going to be thrown off the horse and crash onto the ground, with her face turning into mush.

Zephyr chuckled beside her ear. “As a woman, how do you plan to f*ck me?”

After the horse leaped over countless hurdles, Johanna finally broke down. In place of the torment she was going through, she preferred to drown to her death or be executed at gunpoint.

Finally, she grabbed Zephyr's hand so tightly that her nails dug into his skin. “Let me down... You crazy beast...”

Amidst the churning of her stomach and the burning sensation of her eyes, Johanna sobbed in a trembling voice, “Let me down.”

Zephyr could see her biting down on her lip with an expression so pale that her lips were drained of color. Even her body stiffened to the point of her being mistaken for a statue.